Lyrics:
like it’s pressure (Like it's pressure)
I tried to tell them boys that I don’t know no better (Uh huh) bitch I’m kinda special
Ain’t no average nigga
You
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Style, empirical, lyrical, it's critical
Three the hard way, boy you need medical attention
I'm like a surgeon in my left hand
Hold
perpetrators view this
Style, empirical, lyrical, it's critical
Three the hard way, boy you need medical attention
I'm like a surgeon in my left hand
Hold
Back outside like Gotti dem
Aye mane say mane
Y'all n***** just gone stay lame
You know its n***** really getting money out here you better come
dead?
Believe in the Bible because it promise eternity
Six six six, that makes you, my adversary
So I, watch my back and hopin' I don't get taxed
I
Gotti you know we got you nigga
Palm City
Milkwaukee Buck'ing Gang
Yo it's that boy they call Young'n
And you know I rep that gang
Them ink
getting better
I stick to the mission don’t let up no (Aye)
I don’t trip bout a bitch I’m a hit it (Hit It)
Put my trust in my cash I love digits (Cash)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo' boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie
Fre-fresh err fresh,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grown ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo' boy, ya heard, back again DJ Mannie
Fre-fresh err fresh,
gettin dis money, it can't be this easy
Believe me, I see between cracks and crevices
Angelic and devilish, who thinks better than this
The shell love
it, see
I dig in my crates, I don't perpetrates
I got shit sewn, like Billy Bathgate
Beware like Cocoa, yo I'm not a slow boat
Got so much dough I
again, I'm catching a jet
911 style, to ya face and ya chest
911 style, to ya face to ya chest
It's over nigga getting wet on the set
[Hookx2]
Y'all don't
the wack..who tryin to bite my style
Take yo ass to da old school
And part your fuckin eyebrows
I comin through to
About to get set
So act like WU..Protect
a homebody
Say that she neat but she suck me it's so sloppy
Women lie, men lie I heard that from yo Gotti
I'm a visionary
See my potential I'm legendary
Chosen
Yeah
Mazi
Stop playing
Them boys don't know bout me
Them boys don't know about me
Call Squeeze if it's pressure
He go blow by me
He on go bout me
Yo This what freedom sounds like... Suckers
You better believe your fucking with me your fucking around yo your fucking with a real mc
You better
a smile
When they caught 'em with a gat in
The car you beat it in trial
He don't say too much, never eager to style
Remind me of Gotti, Shyne with
Yo, the saga begins, beget war
I draw first blood be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws lay down laws
We takin what's yours we do
I'm like Gotti to him, I throw the shotty to him
Niggas don't want it with L, they like, "Anybody but him!"
Where Brooklyn at?
Yo, BK don't play
I mean it’s simple can’t fuck wit us
I got money on yo head
I don’t do my dirty work i cut off my hands
I don’t even touch the work
I pray these
aint a swimming pool always comin past yo knees
They got it fucked up better play the game smart
Aint no crime tryina power sell cars
Nigga
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
off
I stopped trustin' niggas since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks, keep your wrist covered, I'm piss colored
By the waist got a gun as dark as Kris
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
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